"Mu Ying, did it work?"
Seeing her leisurely fiddling with the seeds, Lillian grew anxious.
Windsor was a bit more patient, but her eyes were also filled with expectation.
They had all experienced separation, so they knew the value of the flower. Mu Ying had already promised that the most abundant cluster, the eleven-petal flower, would be shared among them.
A witch is destined to face the future alone, but no one could refuse a Dingling Flower to chat with friends when loneliness becomes overwhelming.
Although birds could be sent to deliver messages, the method was exceedingly slow and the messages could be lost, which was nowhere near as convenient as the real-time communication of the Dingling Flower.
The little witches didn't feel strongly about it yet, not understanding what future separations meant. They might indeed never meet again in this life. Only Tana, who was overly attached to Mu Ying, was extremely excited. The other two simply found it novel.
